"Oh!"

Seeing this, Lu Chuan didn't care. He opened the monument with one move and put it on the hand.

The strong and powerful palm wind blew before the man could reach his body, and his hair was dancing, his cheeks were aching, and his cheeks were discolored. At the same time, he had to return his palms to defend.

Bang!

Without surprise, the palms were printed in one place, but how could ordinary palm power be able to defeat Lu Chuan, the fierce and powerful monster-opening hand?

Crackling!

But what is strange is that when the man's arm was folded, it was like a slight sensation of broken bones and tendons. However, it strangely removed Lu Chuan's palm power and wrapped around his wrist like a snake.

Snap!

With a sharp sound, the person's five fingers were like hooks, and the fingertips showed a metallic color, which clamped Lu Chuan's elbow joints.

"This is……"

This person was also shocked.

Because the touch from his fingertips is as hard as gold and iron!

"Zangsishou, are you from the MyoShou Sect?"

Lu Chuan's expression changed slightly, and he was frightened and angry, and his right hand exerted anger.

Click!

With a sound of Jikuan that shouldn't have sounded, the scabbard of the Hanxing Sword suddenly cracked, and a ray of cold light suddenly appeared, as if the moonlight burst into, illuminating this dark corner.

Dingdeng!

Under inertia, the two of them took several steps at the same time, and the 'moonlight' reflected, making people full of shock and anger.

The difference is that Lu Chuan pretends, but the former is really shocked and angry.

"Cold Star Sword!"

Lu Chuan shouted fiercely, his eyes shining, and he raised his arms without thinking, and attacked the man with all his strength.

The man's expression suddenly changed. With a wave of the Cold Star Sword, the sword energy was swallowed and spit out, as if he could cut through nothingness, and hissing and sharp sound made people shudder.
Chapter completed!